echolls_cursed | Vampire AU Prequel

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Vampire AU Prequel

Logan didn't do bars, not often any way. Too many people, too much going on... too many girls sniffing for money rather than love. Usually he hated it, but tonight...

Tonight he just needed to get out, to have a few drinks and enjoy the city of LA for what it was. Mindless, soulless, and empty. Really, the more he dwelled on it the more Logan was sure those were exactly the sort of qualities he'd been looking for in home, and he grinned as he polished off his drink and left enough cash on the bar for tip and his tab.

Ignoring the many writhing and twisting bodies on the dance floor, Logan made his way to the exit, ready to head home for the night. Passing the pool table, he pushed open the door and stepped into the night. The streets were busy, but he didn't mind, he'd cut through the alleyway and take a shortcut home.

The lamp light flickered as he stepped into the darkened ally, blinking out just as he headed into the shadows. It was alright though, he wasn't scared, he wasn't some sweet sixteen princess with her virtue to worry about... Logan was tough. He was eighteen now, and he had no fear.

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"Some drugs, some bodies, a lot of feeding," Joe answered with a bit of a shrug. "Not something they're gonna let you in on when this is your first time here. Just protecting the place."

Marc said nothing, just nodded his agreement and flashed Logan a smile.

"Drugs?" Logan asked, looking interested. He didn't push it though, instead sneering a little at Marc's smile. "You go back there ever, Marc?"

"Sometimes," Marc answered simply as Joe rolled his eyes. It was like a fucking pissing contest, it seemed. Not that Logan really had anything to worry about, but Joe kind of liked seeing him try to mark Joe as his own.

"Hmm," Logan replied, looking bored again and turning back to Joe. "This is boring," he said obnoxiously.

"You wanna leave?" Joe asked, sounding amused by Logan's reaction. "I mean, you wanted to meet people in the first place, but if you wanna leave..."

"Maybe I just want to be somewhere a little more- private," Logan replied, running his hands down Joe's chest and smirking a little as he stepped away and wandered over to Marc.

He ran his finger tips lightly over the new man's chest, tracing over the thin fabric of his shirt as he sniffed him curiously. "What about you, Marc? Don't you have things you'd rather be doing?" he asked, stepping into the other man's space in an attempt to appear dominant. It was as if he was looking for trouble.

"Joe and I were just talking about getting together," Marc answered simply, not looking all that impressed. They hadn't been speaking about getting together at all and Joe rolled his eyes again.

"You two both like starting fights?" he asked, giving a soft snort.

Logan visibly bristled at that, and he took a step back. "Maybe you two should do that then," he said, shooting Joe a glare over his shoulder before turning to walk away.

Joe snorted with laughter again and reached out to grab Logan by the back of his neck. "You're just gonna believe the shit he says?" he asked.

Marc just looked amused and victorious, like he'd won something.

Logan stilled at the hand on his neck, growling a little, but not pulling away. "Why shouldn't I?" he asked. "He smells like you."

"So do you," Joe pointed out with a smirk. "You smell just like him and you smell like that guy you brushed up against going to the back room. You smell like every fucking person you've come within a foot of tonight."

"Not like that, not like how he smells," Logan insisted, still tense under Joe's hand but refusing to turn back around yet.

"You don't think maybe you're just smelling what you wanna smell?" Joe asked. "Haven't fucking touched him, man, not in months." Not that he felt he had anything to prove to Logan, but it was kind of interesting how jealous Logan was.

Logan relaxed a bit at that, stepping back so he was a little closer to Joe.

Draping his arm over Logan's shoulder, Joe's mouth quirked up into a bit of a grin. "You don't want me to touch him, do you?"

"Never said that," Logan muttered, leaning back against Joe a little and sulking.

"Didn't have to," Joe returned, dropping his voice as he leaned in close, speaking right next to Logan's ear.

Logan shivered a little at that, glancing at Marc again and relaxing as he took in the way the other man was watching them. Deciding to put on a little show, he rubbed back against Joe slightly, tilting his head back and wetting his lips.

Marc was watching them, although he seemed to be trying to pretend that he was. Joe, for his part, was just curious why Logan felt this threatened by Marc, but that he hadn't by Jennifer. It was interesting and telling in a strange way.

"Think anyone would notice if we fucked in the bathroom?" Logan asked, making sure Marc heard.

"Probably," Joe answered easily. "But the real question is whether or not anyone will actually care?"

"I can name one person who will," Logan smirked.

"You think he'll mind?" Joe asked with a smirk, looking over at Marc. Marc mostly seemed like he was trying not to pay attention to them.

"He wants you," Logan said softly, rubbing back against Joe again and letting out a quiet but wanton moan. "Too bad he can't have you tonight."

At the sound, Marc glanced back over at them, giving Logan a dirty look that made Joe laugh. "Not tonight," he agreed, one of his hands sliding down Logan's chest and over his stomach.

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